"The lake mists fly up ...."

The lake mists fly up, then dissolve, dissolve.

The moon sinks lower toward the thick forests.

Worldly matters are so overwhelming:

I’d be an old man with a bamboo rod!

Qiwu Qian

Riches

Riches,

With you

and them.

"One by one ..."

One by one bright gifts from heaven

Joys are sent thee here below;

Take them readily when given,

Ready, too, to let them go.

Adelaide Anne Procter

"I have no news"

I have no news

of my coming

or passing away--

the whole thing

happened quicker

than a breath;

ask no questions

of the moth.

Farid ud-Din Attar

All of us cruise

All of us cruise

Some do it better

than others.

When life unfolds

When life unfolds

naturally,
it warms
with colours.